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...fall; Whilst thou ahalt flourish, great and free, The dread and envy of them all. Rule Britannia, &c. Still more majestic shalt thou rise, More dreadful, from each foreign stroke; As the loud blasts, that tear the skies, Serve but to root thy native oak. Rule Britannia, &c. Thee haughty tyrants...

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...! Britons never will be slaves ! " m. Still more majestie shalt thou rise, More dreadful, from eaeh foreign stroke ; As the loud blast that tears the skies Serves but to root thy native oak. " Rule, Britannia, rule the waves ! Britons never will be slaves ! " IV. Thee haughty tyrants ne'er...

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